Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know, sam. How do you do it?
Step into my office
I was going through A divorce that year.
I'm glad to see you guys.
Huh?
He looks just like Baby herman.
Because frasier Is succeeding With our son
I have had it, sam.
You might find someone You like better.
Morning, everybody.
See, so i can't Do anything that Would jeopardize that.
For goodness sake, How you going to Get work done
Yes, well, my little Chopped salad,
And it'll be Yum, yum, yum.
Dr. Crane, i've got Some messages here From mrs. Dr. Crane.
Hey, Mr. Peterson. What's up?
By a colleague Who specializes in Child development.
What are You doing here?
If all you do Is think about sex?
Frasier, two people As gifted as we are
And rejoice In the filth.
For god's sake, What are we Arguing about,
They're good To their mothers,
Well, they're installing Parking meters up there.
Who should stay home With our child?
Not at all. It's way Down the hall, woody.
That's it! You're outta here!
Well, now That's just tops.
THE IRONY IS I GOT MYSELF INTO THIS P̶i̶c̶k̶l̶e̶ JSON
That you're A pretty good mom.
So what if she was late Totaling up some Dumb old receipts?
That was 1975, sam. It's over.
Well, you, of course.
"The days go by So slowly here.
I can be quiet.
Well, now.
"I am writing you This letter